C87 Chapter 86: Frightened Composure

Striding the whole chamber where I would sleep, holding these 10-inch spikes of star-shaped flowers, made me smile.

Demetrius was such a thoughtful boy. I could see the love in his eyes on how he cherished me as his mother.

What only made me feel melancholy was knowing how my other self treated him—abusive, cruel, and inconsiderate.

It broke my heart how Demetrius endured it